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Bài hát New Flame - Chris Brown, Usher, Rick Ross. Verse 1 Chris Brown. There can be one only you. And baby, God could never make two. And I know you came here with your crew. But I promise you that
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waiter Welcome to the Shark Bar, do you have reservations?. Foxy Yeah, two for Brown. waiter Right this way. man Reservations?. Foxy Ahahahah Foxy Baby. man Yo whattup?. Foxy We need to talk
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Foxy Brown. Remix. Baby. Boss, I see you there!. I see you Mike! I see you Roy!. Keep your hands up nigga keep fightin. Baby. Mami, boss nigga, boss bitch. Boss whips with boss chips. Drive
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Bài hát Do You Mind - DJ Khaled, Nicki Minaj, Chris Brown, August Alsina, Jeremih, Future, Rick Ross. Verse 1 Nicki Minaj. Yo, he ain't messin' with no average chick, pop, pop. He got Nicki, he know
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you heard me. Yeah n ima G you don't know a mutha fuckin thang bout me. I tell you one mutha fuckin thang bout me bitch I got so much money on me uh. . Rick Ross - verse 1. I'm lookin thug in the
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out to Bunky Brown - Shout out to Fish Grease. Shout out to Falcon - Shout out to Big Ba. Shout out to John Doe - The hole Lynch Mob. (Shout out to Rick Ross) because I (Run This). I was a trill
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, intro. deuces. if you knew better you'd do better. wanna get the middle finger but I got two better. Chris Brown - Chorus. So you gon *** me even though you know it's wrong. know you gon (miss me a
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, intro. deuces. if you knew better you'd do better. wanna get the middle finger but I got two better. Chris Brown - Chorus. So you gon *** me even though you know it's wrong. know you gon (miss me a
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. You should listen to this beat through my headphones Interlude Rick Ross. See y'all niggas. Hit the switches on that * one time, ugh. Let the top down Verse 2 Rick Ross. I came a long way from
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Featuring Dru Hill. Fox Ahh Trackmasters. My boo. Dru Dru Hill Foxy. Fox Right. Dru Ill na na na Na Na. Fox Na Na uhh that's the *. Verse One Foxy Brown. Playa haters ery minute wanna stop
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feat. Rick Ross & Beanie Sigel Intro Rick Ross. You know we got em. 45s, machine guns, heavy artillery. We got those grenades on your ass, nigga. Boss. Black Wall Street. I'm in that
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The* original from dj clue's "professional 2" didn't f/ young gavin intro. . - foxy brown Fox. so hot Ya. can't f k**wit me Fox. so hot Ya. can't f k**wit me Fox. so hot Ya. can't f k**wit me
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Fox Boogie Brown is bad as hell. Battle anybody I don't care if you tell. I excel, they all fell. Suited in' Chanel, Fox Brown will rock the bells C'mon, uhh, rock bells, I'll. The Firm, c'mon
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Yeah, without a doubt, we up in here chillin'. This is the Kid Capri. And I'm in the house with Foxy Brown. For the nine-pound, plus one. And we got things goin' on, in a big way in here. You
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Rick ross lyrics. "Blow". (feat. Dre). . Chorus Rick Ross (Dre). . Designer jeans, and a hand full of dough (Yeah). Bottle of that Jose, pass me some mo'. I got, mo' cars, (mo' cars,) mo
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. The Firm he represented would be right behind him The kid got his own Firm, tch. De canta mari con Cormega Mamaow. From the most lethal conglomerate on wax. Foxy Brown, AZ, Nas Escobar and now
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Featuring Dru Hill. Fox Ahh Trackmasters. My boo. Dru Dru Hill Foxy. Fox Right. Dru Ill na na na Na Na. Fox Na Na uhh that's the *. Verse One Foxy Brown. Playa haters ery minute wanna stop
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Intro Rick Ross. This * is highly sophisticated. I just make it look easy, nigga. Follow me Verse 1 Rick Ross. I'm so sophisticated. To get a verse from me, you gotta be initiated. To get a
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Intro Rick Ross. This * is highly sophisticated. I just make it look easy, nigga. Follow me Verse 1 Rick Ross. I'm so sophisticated. To get a verse from me, you gotta be initiated. To get a
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description of the shooter or the shooters. Who appeard to have targetted South Florida based rapper Rick Ross as he drove down the street"
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Uhh, c'mon yeah. Brooklyn, Brook-lyn, take it back, take it back. If I, Fox Boogie, ragtop six drop. Get caught, think not, light Brown. 'Cause we're not to be stopped. If I I came up fast in
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Verse 1 - Rick Ross. I keep pimpin to get in a bitch panties. I keeps spittin the critics can not compare me. They put it simple I am Mr. Miami. And my lil' pistol will flip over ya?. We the
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(feat. Akon). . Akon talking. Convict echo. Up Front. Yeah. Convikt Muzik. . Rick Ross talking (Akon). Ross. (ohhh). Triple C's. . Chorus Akon. If you ever cross that line. I
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Intro - Rick Ross. It's?. Well acquainted with all the? And all that *. It's Ricky Ross the rich boss. . Verse 1 - Rick Ross. Wet bars on the boat. ?. Crib like Scott Storch all from the
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(feat. Mario Winans). . Verse 1 Rick Ross. Sometimes I Rhyme Slow. Sometime I Rhyme Quick. Sometime I Buy Blow, So I Supply Bricks. Mufuckers Lookin At Me Sideways. But Can They Tell That Im
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redo my whips. redo my chips this the bird man b**ch Chorus-Amerie Foxy Brown-. BK i throw it up. Free stay manoloed up. Cris air canary. All these niggas hear me. Lou Vittoun Lou Bratton. bring
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Foxy Brown speaking. The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear?. The Lord is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?. When the wicked came against me to eat up my flesh
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Bài hát Worry No More - Jennifer Lopez, Rick Ross . Do anything that you can. To make me feel so protected. I don’t wanna worry no more. I’d give anything for you to come and help me perfect it. I
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heads up in bad times. This is a bad time. Show us the way. and if you can't show us the way. Please forgive us for being lost. Rick Ross HUH!
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Firm, Infamous, Brooklyn, Q B My mind is the drama that got me lookin' back constant. Some don *, Foxy, get ready to bomb *. Blink a eye, missed the comment. The calmest, its not a threat
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Christian or Gucci or Prada. Who could stop her, ain't a bitch, hotter. Lose, you always will when you go against Foxy. Wrist, rocky, y'all bitches watch me. Rise, 'til they kill me, I'm ballin' and
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I fall or fail who call the shots it's all real. Firm, get on your job, niggaz, what the deal. (repeat 1. 33X) Mahogany Brown laid it down, shoulda seen her. Threw the heater, to the grill, it was
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One time. Huh, all up in ya like a bone when I. Johnny Blaze, the Iron Lung. Foxy Brown, the Ill Na Na. Destination, plat' Yo Na Na, so ill, first week out. Shipped a half a mil, niggaz freaked
